"Ah, what!"

"How did he... see!"

Hong Xinzi's words seemed like thunder on the ground, causing a marvelous sound in the venue.

The most surprising one is Yao Peng. He had long guessed that there was something wrong with his master's health, but he did not expect that he would admit it in public and rescue Tang Fan.

"You...heard?"

Tang Fan looked at Wang Tiangu with cold eyes and returned to his previous arrogance.

"this……"

Wang Tiangu's mouth was full of bitterness. He stared at Hong Xinzi in black robe. He couldn't tell what kind of illness this person could have.

Of course, he would not suspect that Hong Xinzi had told lies because the other party did not have that need.

"I originally thought he was just a sharp-tongued person, but I didn't expect that he still had amazing medical skills. At such an age, he would be famous overseas in the future! If I could be with him, maybe I could also shine my ancestors!"

Yang Yu murmured in his heart, and his eyes looked at Tang Fan even more intense, and he actually had the desire to follow him.

Hong Xinzi coughed dryly, looked at Tang Fan and asked, "Dare you ask Mr. Ye, do you see what disease I have?"

Tang Fan put away his proud look, calmed his expression, held his fists and bowed, and said, "On the surface, what I had suffered from was a headache and a danger of dissipating vitality!"

"It's simply nonsense. Hong Xinzi stood here mercilessly. Why do you say he has a headache or even says that his vitality has disappeared? It's really too much!"

Wang Tiangu seemed to have found a breakthrough and immediately jumped up and shouted.

Tang Fan did not look at him, but looked straight at Hong Xinzi under the black robe.

His purple pupils had already seen that Hong Xinzi's face was distorted and his eyes were shocked. Even the black vortex in the wound on his eyebrows was spinning faster, and the suppressed soul was about to attack again.

Hong Xinzi clasped his hands in his long sleeves, trying to make his voice sound unchanged.

He asked, “Where do you see that I am in danger of my life dissipating?”

Tang Fan said: "I smell the rotten smell of your body. If this continues, I am afraid that seniors will be unable to move and speed up the loss of their life span!"

"Young Master Ye, don't say anything nonsense!"

Yao Peng was so anxious that he stood at the front desk that Tang Fan said this was like cursing Hong Xinzi's death.

He understood his master's strange temper and was worried that he would attack Tang Fan, so he stepped forward to stop him.

Hong Xinzi shook his long sleeves, blocked Yao Peng, and continued to ask Tang Fan: "Can you cure this disease?"

Tang Fan said: "That depends on whether senior dares to let me heal you!"

"oh?"

Tang Fan turned his head and stopped looking at Hong Xinzi. His eyes drifted to the distance and murmured: "I miss senior, I don't want me to tell you the cause of your disease here, right?"

"Do you...know my cause?"

Hong Xinzi took a breath of air, and Tang Fan's series of words forced him to pay attention to it.

"Ha ha……"

Tang Fan smiled at the sky and turned around and said, "Senior, do you dare to let me see your hands?"

"What's the difficulty!"

Hong Xinzi raised her left arm and exposed her thin left hand. Apart from losing weight, there was nothing special.

Everyone at the scene also looked up and wanted to see some clues from it.

But they were disappointed, and no problem was seen from Hong Xinzi's left hand.

Tang Fan took a step forward, gently pinched Hong Xinzi's wrist, then pretended to close his eyes, and said lightly: "I'm very curious, why don't you show me your right hand!"

Hong Xinzi's whole body trembled and his sweat was about to come down.

It was not until this moment that he believed that Tang Fan had indeed seen some problems.

There was no more vitality left in his right hand, only some meridians were not broken yet. As long as they were stretched out, everyone on the scene would understand.

Tang Fan intended to show his medical skills. While exploring Hong Xinzi's rapid beating pulse, he said, "Senior, you should be in pain now, right?"

Hong Xinzi's heart hopped violently. Just as he was about to say something, Tang Fan had already withdrawn his hand.

Tang Fan sighed, with a feeling of unbearable expression and murmured: "I am deeply suffering from illness and pain, but my senior can show no slightest in front of others. I admire this kind of patience!"

Hong Xinzi's lips trembled and asked, "Do you really see what disease I have?"

"Soul Sorrow!"

When two words were expressed, everyone was shocked.

Hong Xinzi shook his sleeves, and a black wind blew in the venue, sweeping him and Tang Fan and flying outward.

"Everyone, I'm lost my companion!"

Hong Xinzi left a sentence and said to Yao Peng: "Send the order of the sect leader and reward each guest at the scene with 100 spirit stones today, and you will escort down the mountain on my behalf!"

"yes!"

Yao Peng immediately agreed. He knew that his master gave such a reward and also wanted to ban it.

Everyone looked at each other, and no one expected that such a result would occur.

Wang Tiangu's face was ashes. The middle-grade alchemist of the Jindan Sect was defeated by an unknown person, which was a big blow to him.

The monk behind him was also shocked because he did not see anything wrong with Hong Xinzi.

Hong Xinzi took Tang Fan and flew to the cave on the top of Hu Peak Mountain.

Tang Fan knew that he had no murderous intention towards him, so he responded calmly.

After Hong Xinzi landed, he first set up a formation, then radiated pressure, enveloped Tang Fan, and said coldly: "Aren't you afraid of death?"

"Ha ha……"

Tang Fan laughed wildly and asked, "Does senior want to kill me?"

"You told my secret, do you think I can keep you?"

Hong Xinzi's pressure was even more intense, and his cold breath completely wrapped Tang Fan. It seemed that with just one thought, he could kill Tang Fan.

Tang Fan said proudly: "I don't think you dare to kill me yet, because you will not live long after I die! I dare say that there are no ones who can cure you in the world except me!"

"What's more, if you really want to kill me, with your current vitality, you have destroyed one-third of your body and the pain of your soul. Not only can you not kill me, but you will also gain your own pain!"

"Ha ha……"

Hong Xinzi laughed loudly, and simply waved his hand, and the black robe fell off his body, revealing his true face at this moment.

There is no more vitality left in his right half of his body, and it is indeed on the verge of decay.

Hong Xinzi said in confusion: "At a young age, you only have a foundation-building cultivation. Why are you so arrogant?"

"Even if I am seriously injured, I can still kill you!"

"You can try it!"

Tang Fan smiled slightly: "You should understand that if I don't have the confidence, I won't come!"

"Where do you see that I'm suffering from soul injuries?"

Hong Xinzi took the pressure. He did not have the intention to kill Tang Fan just now. He just tried again. He wanted to see Tang Fan's reaction.

But Tang Fan was not only not afraid, but also threatened him, which surprised him a little.

"You asked strangely. Do you want me to see your illness or don't?"

Tang Fan was a little impatient and sat on the stone bench next to him and said, "Hong Xinzi, if we are sick, don't waste each other's time!"

"Why!"

Hong Xinzi sighed and asked, "Do you know why I became like this?"

"I need to look at this carefully..."

Tang Fan pinched his fingers and recited the real magic of controlling immortals that the spiritual monkey and Wanchen passed on to him.

Hong Xinzi was not prepared and thought Tang Fan wanted to check his illness, but it was too late when he reacted.

"You...ah!"

Hong Xinzi was controlled by the accused of immortal arts. She wailed and hit the stone wall.

"What are you doing? Ah...stop, hurry..."

Tang Fan took advantage of his being controlled by the accused immortal arts and made another move, sacrificed the Yin Talisman, and shot it into the two souls in his mind at the same time, and then stopped the accused immortal arts.

"What did you do to me just now? You..."

Hong Xinzi was a little confused and held her head with both hands, always feeling something was wrong.

Tang Fan stared into his eyes and said, "Man is not human, beast is not beast, soul is not soul, life is not life! From then on, your life and death are in my mind!"

"I want to ask you again, are you Hong Xinzi or Red Fox!"

"ah!"
Chapter completed!